Saturday, August 07, 2010

Do you see what I see?

When I look at you I see everything.
The Earth, the trees, the birds in the skies.
The oceans and valleys,
I see the world through your eyes.
I see rainbows we can dance upon.
with you in my eyes, I could never go wrong.
Your world is beautiful, even if you don't see.
I see all this, ...can you even see me?

Friday, August 06, 2010

Through mine eyes

I'd like to paint the world, and everything and everyone, but I know it can't be done.
I put brush to canvas and portray only what I see, but can't quite show the beauty.
If you could see the world through me eyes, you'd smile and cry at the same time.
These things I see, I try to, but just can't quite define.
I wish I could show you, I wi...sh you could see.
But that will never happen, because you can't be me.

The Guardian

there was once someone watching over me
protecting me at all times
though I never saw them
I felt their presence just fine.
Now I stand alone. No one catches me when I fall
I do not need some one to hold me, I dont need anyone at all
But I wonder where my angel went, I wonder why he came.
I would give my life to thank him
But I don't even know his name.

Thursday, August 05, 2010

Rain

I remember rain falling on my window pane and the beautiful sound it makes
the light reflecting off the rain drops, The scorching heat it breaks
The sky going dark, the flash of the lightning
The sound of the thunder, so loud it's frightening.
The Smell of the earth after the rain has washed it clean
...Rainbows in the sky, what a sight to be seen.
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twisted every way

Theres a song in my head and i can't go where its led me to.
It sings of you and me and of our destiny
but I can't see myself with you.
but Theres a voice in the dark, how it sings to my heart
and pulls me away from you.
...How it sadens me to say, that I miss it everyday,
and no matter what I do, it will never come from you.
And how can I tell you, nkowing that it will kill you,
But I can't stay with you cause I do not love you.
I don't know what to do.

Wednesday, August 04, 2010

Why is the world so cruel?
Why do some go hungry when others throw food away?
Why are we judged by what we look like and not by who we are?
I look for a world where no one is homeless by force.
I look for a world where everyone has someone to mourn them.
...I hope for the best, but fear for the worst.
Only the future will tell.
Please don't let it make me cry.
I could tell you a story, a story so heart wrenching and phantomesque that you'd never believe it, even though it's true.
Oh the things I could tell you. I could show you the world in a heart beat.
I could horrorfiy and terrorise you and make you think a new
I could lift you up and let you fall and still you'd sing for me.
But no matter ...what I say, you'd never believe me.

a poem

If I was forced to hold the universe, would you hold it with me?
Or would you walk away, leaving me alone?
Would you kiss me goodbye or laugh in my face?
...Would you save me or leave me to my fate?
And once you were gone, if you were gone
Though I cannot bare to believe it.
Would I cry for you, and would you feel it?

Tuesday, August 03, 2010

incomplete

When the night comes do you embrace it?
Do you feel the appeal of the darkness?
Or do you stand in the light, afraid of what it might
Conceal?
Do you lie in your bed with the covers on your head scared of what the darkness holds?
Or do you run through the night, with not a fear in sight, ready to devour it whole?
Or are you one of the quiet few, who love and fear it as I do?
Afraid of what it hides, yet drawn in by its abcent eyes.

Monday, August 02, 2010

A poem

The winds of hell so violent now, how they swarm around me.
The noise so loud and deffening totally confounds me.
I'd cry for help, but do I want someone to save me.
The mind so stripped, sanity escapes me.
Rain falls now, it hides the tears, a...s the wind it holds me tight.
I try to run, do I want to run? Should I give up the fight?
Swaying now, So dangerously as the wind tries to engulf me.
I can hear the music of the wind, now that it controls me.

Can you hear it too?